Megha – Not so early, you horny kid.She pulled my uniform tie and pulled me in. I was in seventh heaven as I was going to fuck the sexiest babe in o...r apartment! She pushed me on the bed (the other room of course as the kid was sleeping in one).Then she sat on me and started unbuttoning my shirt. I tried to grab her boobs but she slapped my hand and told me to wait. She was in total control. Then she slowly got down in a teasing way and undid my pants and took off the boxers as well. I hadn’t. It whirs to life!With a yell of surprise, I stop after only a few stitches. I had no ideait would actually work! After all this time, still plugged in, justwaiting for someone to sit down and use it?I catch my breath and then reposition the test hem, and then gentlypress the pedal. Slowly and then with more confidence, I sew the hem. Iuse the reverse lever to run it back-and-forth to complete the seam,then I pull my foot from the pedal, lift the presser foot and pull outthe fabric, snipping the. She hadn’t gotten off, but she didn’t need to. Yet. Fucking made her feel relaxed, and she was going to need that feeling during the upcoming ‘intervention.’ ———— —————– A little while later . . . ———— —————– ‘I can’t fuckin’ believe this!’ Torrie almost shouted, startling some of the other restaurant patrons. ‘Is this the only reason you invited me out?’ Things had been going so well. Frank had been funny, Jeremy had been charming and Rachel had been friendly. Then Rachel had started in about. "And so his punishment continued, relentlessly, day after day, as hecompleted his four weeks. Office hours were filled with persistentstress, with Simon always expecting his secret to be revealed at anytime. Weekday evenings seemed to be largely consumed by corner timepunishments for trivial offences, or else helping Emma with the domesticchores. Only at weekends could he relax and, even then, he effectivelygrounded himself because he had no desire to go out in public wearing hisbreast forms..